A Human Reaction

 

 

Wilson: What did he say?
John: Well, I think he said that until he gets some answers, he's not going to play anymore.

John: They have worlds out there, people that you wouldn't believe. But they do not have chocolate.

Wilson: Who is that?
John: Who's on first, what's on second, I don't know! I can't see them!

Jack: Do you trust them?
John: A lot more than I trust Wilson. I like them, Dad. They're my friends.

John: Wilson! We spent our lives waiting for this moment. We sent Voyager, we left damn greeting cards on the moon, and as soon as they get here, look at what you're doing!

Aeryn: Peacekeepers wouldn't even kill their prisoners to study them.

Jack: Son, are you willing to die for those creatures in there?
John: I gave them my word.

Aeryn: Rain... Is that what you call this? I like it.

Aeryn: And what's this?
John: It's beer. Alcohol. Just what we need right now. Down the hatch.
Aeryn: Down the hatch.

John: Sorry.
Aeryn: What for?
John: Everything. What's happened here. Getting you stuck on Moya. If it wasn't for me, you'd still be the happy little Peacekeeper dominating the lesser races.
Aeryn: I've got a lot to blame you for, Crichton.

Aeryn: Why is everyone looking at me?
John: Because they think you look good.